The eyes of the blood-clothed sect master flashed, and immediately the red mist surged up all over his body. When he rushed towards Lin Bai, this piece of red mist turned into a huge palm in mid-air, and hit Lin Bai's back fiercely. attack.
"Blood fingerprints!"
The blood-clothed sect master roared,
At this moment, Lin Bai stopped again, looked back, and his eyes fell on the blood-clothed sect master.
"Looking for death!" Lin Bai snorted coldly in disdain, and with a flash of the wooden sword, a powerful sword light blasted towards the blood-clothed sect master, and the sharp sword edge directly split the bloody handprint.
At the same time, the Blood Clothes Gate was severely damaged in an instant, vomiting blood and flying backwards.
The blood-clothed sect master who retreated a hundred meters looked at Lin Bai in surprise, with a trace of fear and fear in his eyes: "What are you waiting for! Let's go together! Yang Zhi, if we don't join hands, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with this person!"
Yang Zhi's eyes flashed, he looked at Bai Kun and asked, "What about you? Bai Kun? Is the Baiyun Tribe planning to stand by and watch?"
Bai Kun's eyes were gloomy, thinking about the powerful relationship between them, and then Bai Kun said: "Even if the Baiyun tribe gets the dragon-slaying skill, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold it!"
"On the contrary, in the end, this dragon-slaying skill will bring disaster to the Baiyun tribe!"
"Since that's the case, why should my Baiyun tribe go to grab this hot potato!"
"I don't want this dragon-slaying skill in the Baiyun tribe."
Bai Kun silently shook his head, closed his hands and left.
Yang Zhi snorted coldly: "What a coward! Bloody Clothes Sect Master, you and I killed this person together. As for the dragon slaying skill, you Bloody Clothes Sect and my Qingshan Tribe have each comprehended it for ten years, how about it?"
The blood-clothed sect master nodded and said: "Okay!"
Although he agreed verbally, the head of the Bloody Clothes Sect had a sneer in his heart. He did this to delay time. As long as the elders of the Nanzhou God Sect arrive, the Qingshan Tribe is still qualified to compete with the Blood Cloth Sect and the Nanzhou God Sect. ?
Hearing the promise of the blood-clothed sect master, Yang Zhi immediately took out the weapon from the storage bag, looked at Lin Bai coldly and said, "Then you will die!"
While speaking, Yang Zhi rushed towards Lin Bai.
And the master of the blood-clothed sect also went straight to Lin Bai with the disciples of the blood-clothed sect.
Bai Kun stood aside with all the warriors of the Baiyun tribe, not intending to make a move.
Seeing that a bloody battle is about to start.
But when Lin Bai saw these people attacking, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped out immediately. The wooden sword was like a sky blade, and killed the warriors of the Blood Clothes Sect and Yang Zhi.
With a sharp slash of the sword, a piercing sword light fell down, directly killing dozens of warriors who had died in adversity.
"Blood handprint!" The blood-clothed sect master roared again and again, and at all costs, using what he had learned all his life, he was determined to keep Lin Bai behind.
But at this moment, before the bloody handprint of the blood-clothed sect master hit Lin Bai, it was broken by Lin Bai's wooden sword. The sharp sword light of the wooden sword pierced the blood-clothed sect master's throat.
Poof!
When a sword struck, the blood-clothed sect master died instantly under Lin Bai's sword before he could react.
"Why bother to seek death!" After killing the blood-clothed sect master, Lin Bai glanced contemptuously, and then turned his eyes to Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi looked at Lin Bai in horror. At this moment, the strength Lin Bai showed completely overturned his cognition.
It never occurred to him that Lin Bai could easily kill dozens of warriors of the same realm with the same cultivation base of Dzogchen in the same state of adversity, which is simply astonishing!
"Don't, don't, don't kill me, I don't want the dragon slaying skill, I don't want it"
Yang Zhi said out of his wits with fright.
Lin Bai smiled contemptuously, raised his wooden sword and slashed down, killing Yang Zhi at the edge of the sword.
Following that, Lin Bai retracted his sword and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Bai Kun with a smile on his lips.
Bai Kun watched Lin Bai, Ye Suxin and others leave with a stupefied look, and Jiujiu's expression was full of horror.
"Patriarch, you were right in not asking us to grab the dragon-slaying skill just now, otherwise, I'm afraid we will all die in the hands of this white-clothed sword cultivator just like the Qingshan tribe and the Xueyimen."
Watching Lin Bai leave, the Baiyun tribe warrior standing beside Bai Kun said with a horrified expression.
"Such a strong swordsman, such a strong swordsmanship, such a strong sword What is going on with him? I clearly feel that the sword in his hand is just a wooden sword that is too ordinary to be ordinary. It has such terrifying power!"
"His wooden sword, I even feel it is sharper than a king-level spiritual weapon!"
All the warriors of the Baiyun Tribe?, said in awe.
"Patriarch, is there a secret behind that wooden sword?" All the warriors asked Bai Kun.
Bai Kun shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't know, but I know one thing I can't provoke this person, because the moment he appeared, I had a feeling that in his eyes, the Qingyun Mountain Range Like a mortal garden, he comes whenever he wants, and leaves whenever he wants!"
"Moreover, even the phantom of the Beast Master Patriarch seems to be respectful to him!"
When Bai Kun said this, he turned his head and saw the Phantom of the Beast Master Patriarch, who had been sitting on the ground, still holding the black cat in his arms, and looked at Lin Bai's back with a smile without saying a word.
Bai Kun bowed to the ancestor of the beast, turned around and took the warriors of the Baiyun tribe to the giant beast cemetery, taking away all the treasures that could be taken away.
However, Lin Bai was not very interested in the bones of these giant beasts.
Just before leaving, I put away a few relatively good bones, put them in a storage bag, and took them away together.
When Lin Bai crossed the giant beast cemetery again, walked into the passage, and was about to leave Tiandi Peak.
Ye Suxin walked behind Lin Bai. She stood on the cliff, turned her head slightly, and looked at the ancestor of the beast in the giant beast cemetery.
And the beast master ancestor seemed to be watching her from a distance.
Ye Suxin stared at the Beast Master Patriarch, a wicked smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth
After seeing Ye Suxin's smile, the beast master patriarch smiled slightly, smoothed the black cat's hair, and said with a light smile, "If you go the wrong way, you will end up going the wrong way!"
"That's right, Blackie!"
The ancestor of the beast said.
The black cat looked up at the beast master ancestor, and said, "Master, what are you talking about the Poison God family?"
"Master, how long will your phantom last?"
The ancestor of the Beast Master smiled and said: "It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, now that "The Art of Beast Mastery" has belonged, the old man can be regarded as dead without regrets!"
In the Qingyun Mountains, in the Tiandi Peak, a giant beast cemetery was discovered.
And Lin Bai killed almost all the strongmen of the Qingshan tribe, one of the two major tribes around the Qingyun Mountains, in the giant beast cemetery.
Bai Kun of the Baiyun tribe is not an ordinary character either. After knowing that almost all the strong men of the Qingshan tribe died in the giant beast cemetery, in just half a month, he completely annexed the Qingshan tribe!
After that, the Baiyun tribe began to move out the giant beast bones in the giant beast cemetery and exchange them for cultivation resources.
But the good times don't last long.
After half a month, six old men suddenly came to Qingyun Mountains! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com